between two tall skeletons of birches
i walk right into the heart of mid-autumn
with the city gate as my starting point
but without any predetermined destination
along a less frequently trodden trail
i keep traveling behind my own soul
each time I climb onto a little ridge
i see another higher up just ahead
it is not a question of uphill or downhill
nor a choice between two different roads
once standing on the peak to look back
i find all mountains so surprisingly small
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Жан де Лафонтен – Львиный указ
- Robert Burns: Song Composed In August:
- A Literature Lesson. Sir Patrick Spens in the Eighteenth Century Manner by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Lament of Mary, Queen of Scots by Robert Burns
- Book Review: A Dictionary Of Indian English Litterateurs: 1794-2010
- Loving In Truth, And Fain In Verse My Love To Show by Sir Philip Sidney
- Couplet 4 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- Михаил Кузмин – Вы белое бургундское вино
- Ольга Берггольц – Второй разговор с соседкой
- Юнна Мориц – Приход вдохновения
- Владимир Солоухин – Теперь-то уж плакать нечего
- The Baptistry
- A Song Of Eternity In Time by Sidney Lanier
- Picture of Daniel in the Lion’s Den at Hamilton Palace by William Wordsworth
- The Superannuated Lover by William Somervile
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
